"Olivia Annabel Pate open the fucking door." Connor yelled.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm going to unlock my door, and I'm going to show you something on my phone. Alright!" I yelled back.

I pulled my phone out of my bag and pulled up a picture of Connor.

I unlocked my door, and opened it. "Before you step foot in my room, you better look at this."

I showed Connor and Mason my phone.

"Olivia!" Connor yelled.

Mason chuckled.

I raised my eyebrows and swiped to the next picture.

His face went straight. "Ollie."

"If either of you step foot in my room, I post these pictures on face book, snap, instagram, and twitter. The choice is yours." I crossed my arms.

The both glared at me.

"Fine." I turned my phone back toward me.

"Just leave the door unlocked alright." Connor rolled his eyes as they walked away.

"Goodbye." I rolled my eyes and shut the door.

"Must have been a hell of a picture." Cameron laughed.

I showed him the pictures.

The first one was Connor sucking his thumb while he was asleep.

The other was a picture of Mason crying while watching Beauty and the Beast.

Cameron pursed his lips. "Really?" He laughed again.

I nodded. "If they know what's good for them, they wont come in."

"I really have no clue how you deal with them." He smiled and shook his head.

"Many years of practice." I flopped back on my bed.

He laid on his stomach next to me and started playing with my hair. "So I have a question." He pursed his lips.

"What's up?"

"Have you and Mason ever -"

I cut him off. "No, we haven't." I shook my head. "Fuck boy isn't my type." I laughed.

"Then why does he seem so-" He thought for a minute.

"Protective?" I gave him a look.

"I was going to go with jealous." He nodded.

"Jealous? We're talking about Mason Hollow. Who can pretty much have his pick of girls around here? The same Mason who has called me shit brick and has put me in submission holds for the past 5 years of my life?"

"Alright." He laughed. "So he's really just a dick."

"They all are." I rolled to the side and on top of him. "But you learn to handle yourself."

"Is that so?" He smiled and nodded.

"It is." I smiled.

He rolled me over so he was hovering over me. "Can you handle me though?" He smirked.

I let out a small laugh. "I can definitely handle you." I nodded.

I pulled him down in to a kiss.

"You ain't handling shit." I heard Connor yell from his room.

We both rolled our eyes and shook our heads.

We watched movies for a while.

At about 5:30 someone came busting through my door.

"Hand check." Connor yelled.

Cameron and I, both startled, threw our hands in the air.

"Go away!" I pointed out m door.

"Cant, Oaken is hungry and Jake's on his way home." Connor crossed his arms.

"In other words, you guys want dinner." I rolled my eyes.

"Yes Ollie, we want dinner." Mason walked by.

"I'm not feeding you." I shook my head.

"Trish got called in with mom, so you kind of have to." Connor laughed. "You can get out of my sisters bed."

"You realize he's slept here quite a bit? And vice versa?" Oaken laughed as he walked downstairs.

"Oh here we go." I put my head in my hand.

"What the hell did he just say?" Connor gave me a look.

"Get out!" I pointed to my door again. "We will be right down."

"Yeah, we'll talk about it later Olivia." Connor shook his head and walked out.

It gives me chills when they call me Olivia. Especially since they only do it when they're pissed off. Which means, I'm in for a fight later.

"He really is always here huh?" Cam pursed his lips.

"Unfortunately." I nodded. "After 13 years, our parents being so close, Connors best friend, and them living next door, I guess it's kind of like his second home. Ben, Ryan, Josh, and Abby's too."

"Will I be here a lot too?" He smiled.

"When I don't have dance, absolutely. I'll be at your house too you know." I laughed.

"Yeah, something tells me if we want to be left alone, we'll have to go to my house." He nodded.

"I did warn you." I pursed my lips.

"Ollie." Oaken yelled from downstairs.

"Can I call you Ollie too." Cameron laughed.

"Absolutely not. Olivia or Liv." I shook my head.

"But you hate being called Olivia." He gave me a look.

"No, I hate it when the fantastic four and Oaken call me Olivia." I nodded. I stood up and held my hand out. "You coming?" I smiled.

"I am." He nodded and took my hand.

We walked down to the kitchen.

"Liv will you make spaghetti? Not with those frozen meatballs though, your actual meatballs with the onion soup?" Oaken asked sitting down at the island.

Cameron looked over at me. "I thought by handling dinner she meant ordering something. You can cook?"

I nodded. "Very well actually."

"Looks like you don't know very much about your girlfriend Saunders." Mason let out a little laugh.

"Like you do?" Cam raised his eyes at him.

Mason smirked. "You really wanna do this right now?" He nodded.

"No." I looked over at Mason. "'This' is not happening."

"Sorry babe." Cameron pursed his lips.

"Mason, Connor, living room." Jake walked in to the kitchen.

"What'd I do?" Connor threw his hands in the air.

"Nothing yet, just preventing your mouth from running. Go." Jake pointed out of the kitchen.

They both rolled their eyes and walked out.

"Thank you." I nodded and looked at Jake.

"He'll get over it Ol. Cameron you staying for dinner?"

"No sir, I'm not. My mom asked for me to be home."

I let out a light laugh. "You know you don't have to call him sir?"

"Yes I do." Cam pursed his lips and nodded. "I'll see you tomorrow?"

I nodded. "Absolutely." I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and gave him a good bye kiss.

He smiled. "I'll call you when I get home." He nodded.

"Bye Juice Head." I smiled.

"Bye my little Gym Monkey." He waved and walked down the hall.

He walked out and I waited for his car to pull out of the driveway.

I looked over at Jake. "Can I kill them now?"

"What'd they do?" He crossed his arms.

"Connor threw my door open and screamed hand check. Mason is just a dick." I shook my head.

"No Liv. You can not kill them." He let out a light laugh. "Connor, Mason!"

They both came walking in to the kitchen.

"What." Connor sat down. Mason next to him.

He pointed at both of them. "Stay the hell out of Olivia's business. The only ones who don't like that kid are the 4 of you."

"He stayed here this summer Jake." Connor shook his head.

"What?" Mason looked over at him then up to me.

"Yes, Con. I'm fully aware. I was here. She's 16, she's a big girl, let her make her own choices." He crossed his arms.

"Ooo, the look." Oaken laughed.

"Shut up Oak." Connor rolled his eyes. "This choice is a mistake."

"Then let her find that out on her own." Jake yelled and walked out to the back yard.

Mason let out another small laugh. "Kids not even gonna last 2 more weeks." He shook his head.

"Stay the hell out of my relationship." I pointed at both of them.

"Nah." They both shook their heads.

I rolled my eyes and started making the meatballs.

I don't know what Oaken's thing is with spaghetti, but it's like he's 5.

We ate dinner. I heard the words "shit brick" "bitch" and "watch me" quite frequently.

I went upstairs and called Abby.

Hello my love.

Trade me places.

What happened?

Connor and Mason are hell spawns.

How bad was it?

Cameron now thinks Mason is jealous because he's so protective.

You know our theory.

Complete and utter bullshit.

Why else would he interfere with every conversation you've had with a dude.

Because he makes my life hell, they all do!

Liv, you are the only girl who doesn't fall at that kids feet. And you're the only girl he ever has actual conversations with other than me. He does anything to make sure you're good. Mason wants you, but he is literally never going to tell you that.

You are the most delusional person I have ever met.

Maybe Cams the jealous one, not Mason. Maybe they're both jealous.

Bitch, shut up. Am I picking you up tomorrow?

Yes ma'am, and dropping me off after dance if you will.

I will, we just have to swing by and get Pook in the morning.

Coffee run first?

I can't survive without it. So yes.

"I'm coming in." Connor busted through the door.

That's my cue, love you

Love you.

"Let me guess." He said plopping on my bed. "Saunders."

I showed him my phone. "Abby." I rolled my eyes. "Mason go home finally?"

"He did. You know I'm just looking out for you Ol." He shook his head.

"No, you're being an asshole and trying to control my love life."

"If that's how you want to see it, that's fine Olivia." He gave me a look.

"Why do you do this? You literally treat girls so shitty, but when it comes to me, no ones good enough."

"I treat girls perfectly fine thank you very much. Just because I don't commit or ask them to marry me does not mean that I'm not nice Olivia. And because YOU are my little sister. I know how guys are, and you're not about to be another notch on a bed post." He crossed his arms.

"Like the 63 notches on yours?" I gave him a look.

"Yes Ol. Like the notches on mine! You are different. You are smart, and kind, and talented. You're a wife type of girl. And I'll be damned if someone treats you like a bit of fun."

"So why don't you stop treating girls like their a bit of fun." I crossed my arms.

"Because what I do is none of your business."

"And neither is mine." I shook my head. "Cam has been nothing but a gentleman all summer. Accept it."

"Mason was right." He nodded. "He's not going to last another 2 weeks."

"Get out." I pointed toward the door.

"You don't need a boyfriend Olivia." He stood up. "Dance and school. Your priorities are right there." He walked out.

I threw my head back. I am so tired of him acting like our dad.

And I'm going to say it again.

I'm not a baby.